Текст песни Принцесса Аи - серенада серафима

Mortal body clad in fierce cold,
Sick breath shouting breaks out ...
Thin heel hit the iron door.
It was so sharp-die and he did not believe it.

Chorus:

(You are my)
Angel, who had returned to heaven,
Where is the freedom of flying on a voice
Locked in a tower of colored sand,
He looks down at my prayers ...
If only I could get there,
Overcoming light years.
Angel returned to heaven
In the ages ...

Greasy whip chases trouble with each stroke.
Under his kick evil specter will crumble to dust.
Geena sheltered stinking veil blemish
But she drowned in the clear waters of the holy stream.

Chorus:

(You are my)
Angel, who had returned to heaven,
Where is the freedom of flying on a voice
Locked in a tower of colored sand,
He looks down at my prayers ...
If only I could get there,
Overcoming light years.
Angel returned to heaven
In the ages ...

Chorus:

(You are my)
Angel, who had returned to heaven,
Where is the freedom of flying on a voice
Locked in a tower of colored sand,
He looks down at my prayers ...
If only I could get there,
Overcoming light years.
Angel returned to heaven
Waiting for me for ages ...